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Pain

You sit on the edge of the bed,
Wishing she wasn’t dead,
You close your eyes,
As all your insides fall to pieces,
and you’ll just sit there wishing you could still make love.
You can’t keep strong,
tears just pour out of your eyes,
You can’t hold it inside,
as hard as you try.
She was your first, your last,
Your heart and your soul.
You just wonder how your gonna move on,
then anger builds inside of your heart..
You ask why, why, why did this happen,
and how, how, how could this happen,
to a girl like her.
She had the most piercing eyes,
that you’d ever see.
She had the love in her heart,
for all in the world.
She had the smile,
That could melt any frozen heart.
She was beautiful,
both inside and out.
And as you try to make sense of how your feeling…
You are cuddled up with her pillow,
and you scream, “WHY?!”
As all your insides fall to pieces,
and you’ll just sit there wishing you could still make love.

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